LOST IN THE FOUND

From Karima’s lotus in the PureLand of Green&Blue on the Oregon Coast

Come! Be lost with me. Lose your grip. Drop the controls. Let go the clenched fists and tightened jaw.

Get out of the show! Get off the boat. Come drown with me.

Come resurrect. Lose the worried mind. Don’t use it, lose it. Don’t use it, you lose it. Choose to lose.

Be lost. Be found. This cycle goes round and round.

Jump off. Leap for your life. By losing the strife.

Come to me. Search only for sea shells by the seashore. Sea shells by the seashore.

You will not re-find what you have lost. But much, much more.